Down, down, down

Nodding in response, and shifting those teal eyes towards her face. Laney claimed she could see a bit, but not as well as Azoula. A feline-like purr rumbled from her chest, smirk widening, as she finished encircling the girl before pulling away. Oh, did she love being complimented by her pet. “Of course not- I’m a feline, after all.” And us felines are superior. “But yes- we can use your sense of smell and those big, pretty ears of yours.” Truthfully, the girl had ears far too large for her head- and Azoula found them both humorous and adorable. Sometimes, the tigress wanted to bat at them with her paws, as if they were leaves blowing in the wind. Perhaps one day, she would do so.

Shifting her weight, and flicking her tail. Azoula Allowed Laney to move forward, falling in stride beside her. Movement fluid and agile, as she kept their bodies only inches apart, the tips of their fur mingling. She could tell Laney was hesitant at first- scared to disappoint, fearing the punishment that would follow. Or perhaps, she was just being cautious, given this was new terrain to navigate. There was no telling what was hiding in this labyrinth- but surely, it was not as fearsome as the tigress, whose tooth and claw could slice through even the toughest hides.

Inching their way forward, relying primarily on their senses to guide them. Azoula tried to sniff out the moose, or at least, its old scent trail. But the smell of damp earth was all-consuming, and her sense of smell had never been her strong suit. But the echos reverberating off the walls, and the clicking of water hitting the ground as it dripped from the lavacicles; it was all an indication that they were still deep in the labyrinth. “Do a little bark for me, Laney.” She said, wanting the girl to create a series of echos to help them navigate.

”Speech”